a small town in north east england, aka stockton on tees. a drugs riddled little place with a 24/7 365 pharmacy, with a chill out room behind,for all the marble eyed little smack heads to mess up there own lives. Nice wide high street though.
whitgenstien: my dear fellow you appear to covered in cancorous sores seeping puss, whatever happened?
ethen hawk: my train passed through fockton. sigh